I Swear I Don't Have A Python In My Pool Chapter 662: The Three Geniuses

Chapter 662: The Three Geniuses

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was only natural that w.a.n.g Mang wanted to kill this guy.

After all, he deemed Sword King to be one of his biggest compet.i.tors for the position of Holy Son.

Moreover, w.a.n.g Mang was not confident that he could surpa.s.s this fellow within a month.

After all, who knew what trump cards this guy had. Therefore, the best solution was to kill Sword King before the compet.i.tion even started, though that was easier said than done.

Based on w.a.n.g Mang’s current situation, if he wanted to kill this guy, it would be best to lure this guy out of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

This was because as both of them were considered highly valued future pillars of the holy land, they were not allowed to fight in the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

However, the problem was, how should he kill this guy?

Why not rely on him first and kill him later?

Thinking this, w.a.n.g Mang suddenly had an idea. He smiled and said, “Brother Sword King, with such strength, it seems like the position of the Holy Son will be yours for sure!”

Hearing this, Sword King was overjoyed, and the smile on his face grew wider as he looked at w.a.n.g Mang happily.

“Haha, Brother w.a.n.g Mang, you think too highly of me.”

“Currently, there are still two fellows who are qualified to compete with me.

They are Zun Long and Gu Yuan.”

Sword King frowned.

Obviously, these two fellows were his true enemies, as they had reached the same cultivation level as he had, and were also peerless geniuses.

Even he was not confident that he could suppress these two.

However, when he thought about how w.a.n.g Mang was trying to curry favor with him, he said domineeringly, “However, Brother w.a.n.g Mang doesn’t have to worry. I am determined to obtain the position of Holy Son!”

Hearing this, w.a.n.g Mang immediately congratulated him with a happy expression. “Then, Brother Sword King, you have to take care of me in the future!”

“I don’t have much hope, and can only try to obtain one of the candidates and hopefully become an elder in the future.”

After hearing w.a.n.g Mang’s words, Sword King’s face lit up with joy and he said with a pleasant expression, “Well said, well said. Brother w.a.n.g Mang, if you want to become a candidate, doesn’t that mean that you only need a little helping hand?”

“Although Brother w.a.n.g Mang isn’t strong enough to compete for the position of Holy Son, it shouldn’t be a problem for you to become a candidate.”

“If I can become the Holy Son, even if Brother w.a.n.g Mang is only a bottom-ranking candidate, the position of Grand Elder will be yours!”

Clearly, these words were a blatant attempt to rope w.a.n.g Mang in.

After all, every potential Holy Son had to have their own faction.

Moreover, he had already guessed that w.a.n.g Mang might be a member of his faction, as the Third Elder was the one in charge of patrolling the Myriad Demon Holy Land today, which was one of the reasons he had not hesitated to try and rope in w.a.n.g Mang.

Within the Myriad Demon Holy Land, there were three major factions, which belonged to Patriarch Demon G.o.d, Patriarch Bloodthirsty, and Patriarch Darkness.

w.a.n.g Mang and Sword King were clearly from the same faction. As for the other genius who was also qualified to partic.i.p.ate in the compet.i.tion for the Holy Son, it was not that Sword King did not want to rope him in, but rather that this other genius was overestimating his own abilities and actually wanted to compete for the position of Holy Son.

Sword King was extremely disdainful towards this person, especially when he compared this person to w.a.n.g Mang.

Just look at how amiable and sensible w.a.n.g Mang was. This was a wise man who understood the times!

Faced with Sword King’s attempt to rope him in, w.a.n.g Mang immediately put on a happy expression and laughed.

“Haha! Thank you, Brother Sword King!”

“If I can become the Grand Elder, I will definitely do my best to help Brother Sword King obtain the position of Holy Son!”

Sword King nodded in satisfaction.

However, at this moment, a mocking voice rang out.

“The compet.i.tion for the position of Holy Son has yet to begin, yet you’re already daydreaming.”

w.a.n.g Mang turned to look and saw an equally handsome young man walking out from the War G.o.d Hall.

The man’s expression was cold and stern. He was dressed in a black robe, giving off a very cold and sinister feeling. Although the aura around his body was very powerful, he was clearly only at the sixth level of the Zenith Heaven realm.

However, his aura was comparable to that of a peak eighth-level Zenith Heaven realm expert.

Clearly, this cold-faced man was also a peerless genius!

Moreover, w.a.n.g Mang guessed that this cold-faced man was the other peerless genius from his faction.

As expected, Sword King’s next words proved w.a.n.g Mang’s guess.

“You’re overestimating yourself,” Sword King said coldly.

“Lu Xun, do you think you can compete with me?”

Hearing this, the cold-faced man sneered, “Just wait and see.””

After saying that, the cold-faced man glanced at w.a.n.g Mang mockingly and said disdainfully,””You’re a peerless genius, yet you’re willing to become Sword King’s lackey.”

“I really don’t know how you became a peerless genius. You don’t even have the pride of a peerless genius.”

w.a.n.g Mang was dumbfounded when he heard this.

F*ck!

When did he offend this person?

For a moment, w.a.n.g Mang felt extremely depressed.

He had not even opened his mouth to say anything, yet he was already being attacked for no reason. However, w.a.n.g Mang really did not take this guy seriously.

This was because w.a.n.g Mang was qualified to compete for the position of the Holy Son with the mask on, and would be far stronger than this fellow when he did.

Was he worthy of competing with him?

Thinking this, w.a.n.g Mang immediately said coldly, “Are you trying to teach me how to do things?”

“Are you looking down on Brother Sword King??”

“I just feel that Brother Sword King has a very high chance of becoming the Holy Son, and am optimistic about his chances. Therefore, I’m willing to support him. What does it have to do with you?”

After hearing w.a.n.g Mang’s words, Sword King’s impression of w.a.n.g Mang improved even further. w.a.n.g Mang was an ally worth having!

Hearing this, Lu Xun immediately sneered and said, “With just him? Neither Zun Long or Gu Yuan are weaker than him.”

“Even if I really don’t have the chance to compete for the position of Holy Son, I won’t support him.”

Sword King, who was originally in a good mood, instantly stiffened.

At the same time, w.a.n.g Mang was quietly watching the changes in Sword King’s expression.

At this moment, w.a.n.g Mang glared at Lu Xun and shouted, “Presumptuous brat, how dare you humiliate Brother Sword King like this!?”

“If you continue to spout nonsense, I will definitely kill you!”